From where I stand
I can see an angel,
riding through the night
on a carriage of light.
If I could love you
just one more day
I would walk away
forever
from my angel
on a rickshaw.
On these dusty streets
where strangers meet
for a moment
a dream
empty words written for
my angel
on a rickshaw.
I can see an angel,
riding through the night
on a carriage of light.
If I could love you
just one more day
I would walk away
forever
from my angel
on a rickshaw.
On these dusty streets
where strangers meet
for a moment
a dream
empty words written for
my angel
on a rickshaw.